When he hung up Yao Xiaoyan's phone, the others called in one after another as promised, Shu Yi, Yuan Hui, Shu Heng, Zhou Yan, and even Guo Qiulan also came over to join in the fun, saying that she just woke up and turned on the computer to look at the rankings, and when she saw that "The Most Dazzling National Style" ranked first, she immediately called to report the good news. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In addition to New Year's greetings, good news, and thanks, Shu Heng also told him: The leaders of Tianji Media Company had decided to release a single album for "The Most Dazzling National Style" yesterday. At the same time, they hope that Meng Wentian can license "A Fire in Winter" to the company as soon as possible, and they also want Meng Wentian to write a few more songs, so that they can release an eye-catching album.

Meng Wentian agreed, saying that as long as he had time, he would write a few songs suitable for Zhou Yan and Yuan Hui to sing.

Several phone calls were made for almost an hour, until he saw five young men heading to the Swallow Bar, and Meng Wentian forcibly hung up the phone, because among the five young men there were obscene moles.

There is no need to guess, the young man who walked in front was Wang Dong, the son of the president of the court.

When they walked to the door of the bar, a charming woman rushed out with a loud voice and threw herself into Wang Dong's arms: "Husband, why did you come, I really want to die Jiaojiao." ”

Even a few dozen meters away from the swallow bar, the woman's voice also gave Meng Wentian goosebumps.

Within five minutes of the men being inside, six more men approached in the distance.

Meng Wentian didn't know these people, but he guessed that the man who walked to the front, with hurried and flustered steps, and a gray and hideous face, should be the target he was looking for today: Peng Jian!

Sure enough, when the man Meng Wentian identified rushed into the bar, one of the men inside sneered loudly: "Haha, Peng Jian, Peng Jian, you are really cheap, people don't like you anymore, she said that your thing is not good, what are you doing here?" Do you want to tell everyone that you are a eunuch, do you want to tell everyone that you are a 'soft man in three seconds', hahahaha......"

The woman who greeted Wang Dong just now also said angrily: "Husband, you hate it! This is other people's addiction, how can you say it casually." People's names are still imposing, a sword, can stab ......"

Peng Jian said angrily: "Wang Dong! I slander your mother! You dare to rob Lao Tzu's horse?!"

Before Wang Dong could speak, a familiar voice from Meng Wentian shouted: "Peng Jian, our brother Dong is here today to rob you Peng Jian woman, don't accept it? Okay, draw out the Dao, let's continue!"

Wang Dong didn't know what to do, so he also muttered: "Yes, I, Wang Dong, just want to rob your woman, what can you do? I'll see if you have the guts!"

Meng Wentian was overjoyed: Wang Dong's own words completely eliminated the possibility of him winning the title of "righteousness and courage"!

At this time, the little mole shouted at the five men who rushed in behind: "You bastards, what else can you do but scold? Do you dare to fight us? Go back if you don't have eggs!"

Seeing that the little mole was so fierce, Wang Dong's other younger brother did not show weakness, and rushed up to slap Peng Jian in one step, shouting: "It's funny that this bear is embarrassed to rob a woman with our brother Dong!"

Under the guidance of the little mole, the brawl that happened in the bar in the previous life immediately changed, and there was no scene of Peng Jian scolding and betraying his Jiaojiao first, and naturally there was no scene where Wang Dong fought with Peng Jian in order to protect the woman. On the contrary, it was the people on Wang Dong's side who started beating people first.

The brawl soon became so intense that no one even paid attention to the woman named Jiaojiao.

Meng Wentian believed that the brawl in front of him was far more intense than the brawl in his previous life under the instigation of the little mole, because in just a few seconds, the movement of the swallow bar attracted countless citizens around to watch the excitement.

There was a mess in the bar, and from time to time there was a burst of screams, and from time to time a woman's cry could be heard:

"Kill this bastard!"

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, ah, TV, our TV!"

"me, you dare to slap me, die!"

"Ouch, my legs! my legs ......"

"Hahaha, let's open your head!"

Most of the voices coming from inside were roared by the small mole, only to hear him shout again: "Wang Dong, Brother Dong, you can't set fire! Brother Dong, that's alcohol, as soon as you ignite it, you will burn Peng Jian's head off......

Another thug shouted, "Oh no, Tang bald head was knocked unconscious!"

At this time, Wang Dong's vicious voice came out: "Where Lao Tzu only burns his hair, Lao Tzu is going to burn him!"

Peng Jian was not to be outdone, and roared: "Burn Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu kick you bastard to death!"

The little mole shouted: "Brother Dong, you really lit the fire?

Wang Dong said in a panic: "How can I ...... But soon, he became majestic, "Yes, light the fire, Lao Tzu is going to burn him!"

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Seeing the chairs and bottles being thrown out, the spectators outside were stunned one by one, especially when they saw the smoke coming out of the bar, everyone was in a hurry.

No one noticed that Meng Wentian, who was already standing at the door of the Internet café, curled the corners of his mouth.

He really didn't expect Xiao Mo to have this talent for planting, and in a few words, Wang Dong was killed as the arsonist. Of course, this is also due to Wang Dong's "cooperation" without knowing it.

At this time, Wang Dong must have been extremely angry and angry, and he didn't know that the little mole was digging a pit for him, so he screamed along with the little mole's words in excitement, as if he really lit a fire and really wanted to burn Peng Jian.

Thinking of Wang Dong being pitted, Meng Wentian was happy: Hehe, I really can't imagine that Xiao Mole is such a wonderful person. I like it, though!

Young people fighting are nothing, and everyone sees them a lot, but when they set fires, the situation is serious, and you must know that since ancient times, arson and murder have been juxtaposed -- murder and arson, which shows the seriousness of the crime.

As the smoke billowed from the bar, a rush of sirens could be heard in the distance.

This time the efficiency of the police was very high, and in less than five minutes, the two sides of the brawl were stuffed into the police car by the police, and all the guys involved in the fight were not in shape, and they scolded one by one.

Only Meng Wentian noticed: the little mole smiled at him before being stuffed into the police car, giving him a reassuring look.

Of course, he also saw the target he was most concerned about - Peng Jian. He was crammed into a police car with his face covered. His face was covered with blood, but he was still scolding Wang Dong and greeting the eighteenth generation of female relatives of Wang Dong's family.

Because his face was covered by him, Meng Wentian didn't know where his injuries were.

At the same time, Meng Wentian also noticed that the person who led the police this time was Bao Daifei, deputy director of the Chengguan Town Police Station, Wu Lifeng's comrade-in-arms and subordinates, and even more so the person Meng Wentian had to deal with today.

Maybe it's because Meng Wentian has been familiar with him all his life, and his name has not changed in this life, and his name is still Bao Daifei.

Seeing the fire truck roaring and watching the police car roaring away with Wang Dong and others, Meng Wentian breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked into the Internet café, took out the pen and paper that had been prepared in his pocket, and wrote a few words next to the computer screen.

After writing, he carefully folded the piece of paper and put it in his trouser pocket, then walked out of the Internet café and walked unhurriedly in the direction where the police car had left.

After walking to the door of the police station, Meng Wentian took out the mobile phone on duty in his pocket and checked the time, then called up the text message that had already been edited, entered the mobile phone number to receive the text message, and then clicked the send button.